Monday Musings...
Springtime is almost upon us...a time for renewal.
It's a time when baseball becomes the center stage attraction. It's a time for gardens to start growing. It's a time for the honeydew lists to come back out, because the weather is a lot more favorable. It's time to get out the motorcycles and the classic cars. It's time to put the tops down on those convertibles and let the wind whip through your hair.
And we all know that springtime is coming like a new bunch of non-working, pot-smoking low-class renters!
Oh...I'm sorry. Did that analogy seem a trifle out of place?
Well, it wouldn't be if you lived in my neighborhood.
See, the things I USED to equate to SPRINGTIME are those things I mentioned in the FIRST paragraph.
Today, it's not "quite" the same...
Springtime for ME means that I'm going to be having a LOT more boom cars (in all-new gag-a-maggot colors with huge rims) driving around the area (all the "boyz" gots togitdere freakon widdat, knowhutahmsayin?). That's not to say we didn't have our share of cold-weather jerkoffs...we're getting MORE every year, so there will come a time when springtime and winter will be relatively indistinguishable...(lucky us).
Springtime for ME means that I'll be seeing the new crop of cheap-ass dollar store white resin chairs that will pop up (like daffodils) in front of most EVERY rental crib (fo when de posse come by, yo). Mostly, these chairs are used for hair-braiding...go figure. And of course, after they (soon) become unusable, they will somehow wind up littering the neighborhood lawns, as if they will return to the soil that spawned them. Sorry folks, they're NOT biodegradable.
Springtime for ME also means it's time to adorn the front lawns with BBQ grills (not that we didn't have that happen during the winter...we did, but that's due to the fact that these creatures haven't become acquainted with something called a STOVE, except to utilize it as supplementary heating when they don't feel like paying the gas bill).
Springtime for ME means that fireworks will soon be in the air (scaring away all the damn birds, and otherwise terrorizing what few normal people like us are still in the area).
Now I could belabor our city's (lame-ass and toothless) fireworks ordinance, but to what end? Responsible people KNOW how to respect others...the locals around HERE...do not. It's that simple. Must be a "cultural thang".
Now you'd THINK that, in order to facilitate TRUE equality, that ALL the people would be held to the SAME STANDARDS for human behavior...right?
Not so fast.
We seem to have much the double standard in THIS city, when it comes to that.
We have ONE set of "rules" for the normal people, to which they adhere to without complaint and with compliance.
Then, we have the "other set of rules", designed solely for those who ALWAYS feel discriminated against, or, as Larry Elder would call them..."VICTICRATS".
And no matter how you amend these rules for those people, they will ALWAYS find fault and demand even fewer restrictions placed upon them, lest they call the NAACP or the ACLU on someone's ass, claiming bias, or outright racism. (I can tell you it has local law-enforcement walking on eggshells most all the time.)
True be told, they are crippling THEMSELVES by such behavior, but sadly, they can't see the forest for the trees.
But since they've been showered with ENTITLEMENTS since they were born, what else can you expect?
They've not had to WORK for anything, so they have NO sense of accomplishment, nor have they been given the opportunity to challenge themselves. They've played the system like a cheap fiddle...and succeeded!
I'm sorry, but when you GIVE stuff to people with NO expectation from them for ANY behavior worthy of thanks, and only allow them to keep their hand OUT, instead of giving them a hand UP, you open the floodgates for blatant disrespect. When they EXPECT everything to be done FOR them, they will get "uppity", and that means one of the FIRST things that goes out their window will be RESPECT.
It starts with the respect to authority, be it a teacher, a policeman, or even "your elders". Gradually, it filters down to the store owner, the neighbors and finally to the family itself (whatever that might consist of). Lastly, respect leaves the individual, and soon, they begin looking for something to take the place of that "respect" they need.
Welcome to the wonderful world of drugs, gangs, and crime! And to think that all of this has relevance in Springtime.
Well, that's because springtime is a time of "renewal"...a time to start anew, as it were.
When it comes to people like THIS...they so do LOVE to start anew with their $hit.
And woe to those who don't fit into "their" agenda.
It can take everyday people that used to believe in ALL men being equal, and turn them into "non-believers" REAL quick, no matter what color their skin might be.
There is no way in hell that this human flotsam could begin to be considered equal, except in the most biological sense.
They piss yellow, crap brown, and bleed red...we have THAT much in common...and THAT is ALL.
Any other vestige of equality has disappeared from their lives, and it was because they CHOSE to make it that way. They chose to become a boil on society's ass by doing NOTHING, and the government REWARDS them for being so.
So you can see why Springtime doesn't mean QUITE what it used to for me these days.
Thankfully, I can still recall what it DID mean, and that's small compensation for 12 years living here.
Looks like It'll remain this way, until someone can enact laws against slovenly behavior and a lack of morality.
Some basic values and principles in these peoples' lives would be a damn good start. They USED to have them.
Believe me, I know they did.
Sadly, we're not going to achieve any level of REAL equality until we hold EVERY person to the same standards, which should espouse REAL values, REAL morality, and principles grounded in a firm belief that everyone should be worth something.
Instead, I find myself living among the worthless.
But, that COULD change. And that would be "change I can believe in".
I can but hope.
Stay safe out there, America.